When considering what I should paint today, I look to the color in the landscape for direction. This drizzly, overcast day was the perfect backdrop for the weathered reds of this historic barn. Once a cluster of grand houses and outbuildings, this lonely barn is now surrounded by "progress". It is now used for hay storage, and is guarded by a beautiful calico cat - who has been here for years. The old Ford truck is parked under the open side, as if it just pulled in from chores. I wish I could have painted the buildings now fading from memory. They added beauty to the landscape that the box stores never could. Painting number 1489 in 1489 days.
